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Ollie Onion Tells off the Kitchen Knife

Ollie onion had never been this mad in his life He turned all his anger on the kitchen knife How dare you try to peel me, you interloper, he said. The knife was embarrassed, his face turned red. I did not know that you were alive, he admitted. No one told me this, I am confused, he spitted. Ollie was not in the forgiving mood at all. He sent that knife packing, down the hall.

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